MORE 90s PARTIES

This is one piece of evidence I attended a 90s party. The dress, I swear, was made of trash bags... and was water repellent. So here is the story...
Arriving with Bevin, our hair up in the beautiful swoop that elongates the forehead, and, Bevin, with the side ponytail, me with horrible dress, we fit in perfectly. Kristan had something on, that I swear one of my classmates in Texas wore for some formal event, a bleached out jean skirt and fringe top... some other highlights were... more bleached jean, New Kids on the Block tee shirts, cargo pants, neon leggings, leotards, and heavily loaded flower prints!
My dress could have come from a south Texas prom, with the horrible floral print. Rachel's husband asked if I was Mexican. I thought he meant the dress but later I found out he asked that about most everyone.
We played bad drinking games and some people took bad jello shots. At one point a group of people invited by Slim showed. They were welcomed but they were not in 90s attire and they left suddenly. One of them had the best gold grills.
The night progressed into drunken chatter and pizza eating. And sleeping.
It was a great time. I got to let off steam built up from living in Columbia and hangout with people that I really love to hangout, especially Kristan.
It is always nice to see Kristan. She dated a guy I had dated once, but way before her. When I met her I was very hesitant, because she was dating him and I was very judgmental of his girls. But, I got to know her and realized that she was too good for him.
When I came back from my first year of college all my friends were in different places. But Kristan started to hangout with us and I had someone to relate to.
Then a friend of mine died and everything else fell apart. I started to hangout with Kristan all the time. She would pick me up at 10pm and I would stay out till 4am. Although my dad would say things like "You need to get over it", the death of my friend hit me hard, it was a realization of my mortality. Kristan, though, didn't say a thing about it, just brought me out of my hole of depression into whatever she was doing, which was hanging out with people full of life. OK that sound super cheezy but that is what it was. That was one of the best and worst summers of my life. I don't think I would have made it through the summer without Kristan.
So going to her birthday party was reliving the great times I had had, but now.